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written with rose petals on the floor.
"Adriel," I whispered, taking in the beautiful sight.
"That's not all," he said as the jet touched down. Adriel held out his hand, helping me step onto the island that would be our sanctuary for the week. A cozy beachfront villa awaited us, adorned with flowers and lanterns that emitted a soft, warm glow.
"We're here, my love," Adriel whispered, his voice filled with wonder. "Welcome to your honeymoon."
Hand in hand, we walked toward the villa, the sand cool beneath our feet. Inside, the space was adorned with delicate furnishings, including a king-sized bed draped in sheer fabrics, promising restful and lustful nights to come.
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